nagi sucks at holding umbrellas, but he's perfect at holding you!
the moody afternoon sky finally gave up, unleashing a heavy downpour that trapped you under the school’s narrow concrete awning. you sighed, dreading the long wait, when a familiar, sluggish figure shuffled into view. nagi was practically sleepwalking, but he held a giant black umbrella.
"yo, nagi!" you called out. "can i share? i kinda forgot mine…"
he stopped, blinking his sleepy gray eyes. "ugh... sharing is a hassle," he murmured, his voice a lazy drawl. "fine, but i'm holding it. if you do, you'll walk too fast. it's a bother. "
"yay!" you exclaimed, quickly stepping under the massive canopy.
it was fine for about thirty seconds. then, nagi’s phone vibrated. he pulled it out, immediately getting sucked into a game. because of his towering height, his wrist tilted lazily as he tapped. a sudden gust of wind sent a splash of freezing rainwater onto your shoulder.
"nagi!" you nudged him. "you’re tilting it. i'm getting soaked!"
"mmn? sorry..." he mumbled, not looking up. he straightened his hand, but the moment his character jumped, his wrist drifted again. another cold spray hit your cheek.
"nagi, i'm literally freezing!" you whined, shivering slightly.
"ah, this is annoying," nagi sighed, finally pocketing the phone. he looked down at you, his expression blank but slightly slumped. "you’re standing too far away. that's why you're getting wet."
before you could protest his terrible umbrella skills, nagi’s free arm reached out. with an effortless tug, he pulled you flush against his side. his heavy arm draped over your shoulder, tucking you instantly to his gentle warmth.
"there," nagi mumbled, resting his chin comfortably on top of your head. pressed beside him, you instantly stopped shivering. "now you fit perfectly. just stay close. walking in this dumb rain is already way too much of a pain."
꒰ ♫ ꒱ whisking to ⸝⸝ love, maybe by SECRET NUMBER
– but if i turn around, it's all you. i guess it's love, maybe?
IM SORRY FOR NOT FUCKING UNDERSTANDING YOUR SARCASM IM SORRY FOR BEING STUPID OKAY IM SORRY THAT MY BRAIN IS SO SLOW AND JUST CANNOT CATCH ON TO JOKES AND TONE OMFG
The bllk boys winning and them running up to their kids and wife or
Them getting mad at the paparazzi of taking pictures of their kids and wife
Thank you and take care
mixed the requests a bit. hope you like it <3
⟡ ── shove the cameras up your ass | BLUE LOCK
papa!au ⭑ ♡
ITOSHI SAE !
after shidou was done clinging, sae walks off, briefly brushing away whatever bacteria shidou might have had gotten on him.
natsuki is right there, in your arms, waving at her papa with one hand, while chewing on her fingers shyly.
"sae," you call, smiling, gently placing natsu in his arms, "should've seen her when you were shown on the big screen."
"i stand by myself," natsu announces, grabbing her papa's face, "i stand and i—" she halts as the cameras' flashes irritate her. sae notices. you're too covering your face.
"oh god," you whisper, "careful with natsu."
natsuki burries her face into her papa's shoulder. and all sae does is say a loud 'enough.' they don't listen the first time. sae firmly repeats it again with a glare. thankfully, shidou took his shirt off and the cameras went to him. useful for once.
"you ok?" sae asks you. you nod as he holds your wrist with his free hand, "natsu. what then?"
"sorry papa...i forgot what i was saying."
"you stood by yourself."
"yes!! i stood and i cheer for you!"
ITOSHI RIN !
oh how sakura was so excited, in your arms, waving with both hands with a smile on her face when her papa jogged towards where you and sakura were.
and then that smile was gone when the cameras flashed flashed flashed.
she rubbed her eyes, hiding her face in your shoulder.
rin being the most overprotective of them all...glared and literally uttered out words that seemed like threats but really were not. he could have used those threats, yes. but there's his babygirl there so he doesn't.
honestly, the camera people don't learn. rin had to reluctantly move to them as with that papa glare™️, "match is over. enough pictures of me are taken, now get lost."
rin then walked back to sakura, taking her in his arms cause she's there and it's mandatory. he turns to you, asking if you're alright.
"im alright. but the 'get lost'... too much no? it will make a headline," you chuckle, knowing rin won't care. that's not his first 'itoshi rin being rude' moment.
ISAGI YOICHI !
after yoichi was done being tackled by his teammates after he scored and won, his eyes fell where you and yuki were.
yuki's smile got so wide after her papa noticed her, that made his heart melt. he zooms over. leaning over to cup yuki's cheeks, "saw me kiddo? see us win?"
"three goal," yuki says, holding up three fingers. he melts!
you chuckle, "you did good there," you smile as he leans over to peck yuki's cheek, then yours.
just then the cameras clicked clicked clicked. yoichi already knew the headlines would include some sappy shit like 'soccer star isagi yoichi celebration with family after winning' or even more cringe shit.
yuki covered her eyes, yoichi turned to the cameras, "guys, please..." nope. the cameras don't listen. to save the day, there's a shark, a bumblebee and a sadist to the rescue as the three avert the cameras away from the happy isagi family.
MICHAEL KAISER !
as the team wins, michael briefly daps the teammates before looking over to where you and anne are. he smirks, wiping his sweat as he steps towards you.
anne wiggles out of your hold to zoom to her papa...and then there's michael's clown friends that try to get anne to them.
anne runs back to you.
michael smugly tells them that the daughter is his. and that flops ain't really appreciate. the teammates still try with all the 'little anne~' and 'princess anne~', anne hides behind your legs.
michael chuckles, "skill issue."
"...you're literally her father."
michael crouches, arms open and just when anne was about to run to her papa, the cameras flashed. anne flinches. you flinch. michael goes dead silent.
the teammates hurry to tell the camera people to back off before they face michael kaiser's wrath. but kaiser gets up and steps forward.
you wanted to interrupt. michael could've grabbed that person's collar and what not. he doesn't. he smirks instead.
"what photos of me yeah? go crazy," then his tone turns scary again, "but camera away from them."
jealous!zanka who'd go nonverbal with you for the first 30 minutes after seeing you laugh at another person's jokes. what more, when you came over to zanka, repeated the joke, and laughed even louder than the first time you heard it. no, he, of course, no matter how funny it may be, did not even budge a facial muscle.
jealous!zanka who's extremely sulky about it. you'd nudge him, and he'll just turn to the other side. then the other, and the other, with a childish hmph.
jealous!zanka knows he's being unreasonable, but is it so wrong to feel such human emotions?
jealous!zanka who glares at the person who made him feel that way if they’re still in his line of sight, but secretly, of course. still, the person could feel the deathly stare they’re getting.
jealous!zanka who'd only get himself together once he realizes that he’s being stubborn and unfair, and that he can’t live another second without talking to you—the guilt is eating him.
jealous!zanka who’d quietly tug on the sleeve of your shirt, and murmur some quiet apologies.
“hm?”
“…said ‘m sorry,” he mumbled once more under his breath.
you smiled at him and squeezed his cheeks. “aha, were you jealous? you shouldn’t be, zanks. you know you’re my one and only.”
he felt his whole face go warm—ah, really. the talk after is more embarrassing than the feeling of jealousy itself.
🚯 ahhh, i wanted to write a drabble about this but i felt childish myself so it's whatever rn lol
